paceller

after 2 1/2 glorious years of "finding myself", i deemed it appropriate to get off my ass and do something other than get drunk all the time, so i moved 500 miles away from the only place i really felt at home to return to college. i've become an unexpected straight-a student, that is to say, my professors always seem surprised when I ace tests and papers after weeks of appearing to pay no attention whatsoever. i just don't like to participate in class discussion. i enjoy eating, bike rides, singing along to music in public (especially classic 80s jams and mainstream rap), and brightly colored baskets full of puppies or kittens, preferably adorned with a bow. i mean, come on, who doesn't like a big ol' basket of kittens? i have the best dog ever; he's my hetero life partner. if i had to sum myself up in one word, it would be: impossible. obviously it's already taken me this entire paragraph. ..